The Rain

March 17, 2008
The Rain chasses the ground,
Making loud thunder sounds.
The rain dances around blowing kisses,
While twirling around like a Mrs.
The Rain gets you badly wet,
That you begin running like you’ve won a bet.
The rain whispers its tiny drops to tell that it’s coming,
And then it whistles the tiny drops coming down and transforming.
Into one of the rainiest days ever,
Oh my gosh, I just hate this weather!

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